Chapter 449 It's not your fault.

In a dark room, a woman cuddled up on the bed. Not knowing it was beacuse of fear or grief, her shoulders trembled.

The chill spread all over her, and the room was as cold as ice.

Tyrone Raman pushed the door open and saw the thin figure on the bed through the light coming in from the living room. His throat was so dry that he raised his hand and touched the switch on the wall, which noticed by Cathy Lawson. "Don't turn on the light." She said.

He put down his hands quickly,...